Lyrics:

These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love
These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love

Yo, chip on his shoulder, glad it sunk in
You don't walk with; you walk among him
Thems the rules, no bendin'
No flow lendin', this takes balls like goal tendin'
I, man-up, stand up to the bullshit
Telling fans put their hands up if they through it
The fake shit, I got a man named Eddle
Did difteen, just got out the bing and he said
'This is what rap is, fuck I had this, upper class kids
Using 'ghetto' as an adjective' (No!)
'This is what rap become, speaking smart actin' dumb
Rapping like a shooter when you know you don't pack a gun'
I said, 'Nah' but I was lying through my teeth
Cryin' underneath as I heard a sigh of relief
Then I told, 'It would never look bleaker
Today, you've got to dig a little deeper'

These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love
These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love

Limit this, when I reminisce
When it comes to B.I., you know I handle minds like a hypnotist
Middle finger to the cynical critics
Who couldn't do what I do if they was visiting my clinics
First, 'He's too complex, next, 'Where's the concept'
Then, 'He just smack clowns', now, 'He don't back down…'
To no one…the mic's like a loaded gun
You want to learn from the Druid
Watch Logan's Run
I can't fuck with no beef that's over-done
It's over son, I took it to round one
Moving on, you knowing that the flowing's spectacular
My lyric's like a massacre, usually when I'm cracking the
Sidewalk or the sediment
The all-black forces, sort of like the 54th Regiment
Them Nikes, I gotta get them in bulk
I got the streets on smash like the Incredible Hulk

These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love
These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love

Hmm-hmm mic check they ain't done yet
Please Larry David your enthusiasm for a sec
Y'all talk about rhyming off blocks to get credit
Only hood you rock is bust with athletics, dog, forget it
Claim you're hated on 'til the break of dawn
When it's time to make a song you better wait 'til later on
This here is real words
You can say I'm preaching; each and every person breathing into a mic thinks they're teaching
I reach in with abiding by the rules
Never no time to lose, I don't confide in fools
Every night, getting hype, while you reppin' like you've ever like
When you like the pride of your private schools?
I provide the jewels: the shine is me
Not you this time, the rightful recipient
Living in the most doomed of times
I use my mind to prove that I'm the sickest of human kind

These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love
These are words that my men have been real
Ain't tryna reinvent the wheel of wack thug
The game's like a sick battlefield with men ill
But I've got my whole fam with me now that's love